After Breaking Dawn...

After Breaking Dawn... Chapter 19

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CHAPTER 19: ITS NOW OR NEVER

　

JACOB BLACK

　

I watched Edwards expression shift, and I followed his eyes. Alice was standing across the street, thinking a question to Edward. I think. Edward nodded to her, she began jumping up and down whilst smiling. I turned to Edward, "She's going to pack things for you both." he announced.

　

I walked around the house, to the backyard. I needed to calm my nerves before I saw Renesmee, though I knew my heart rate would spike, and my pulse would be booming and thrashing like the port during a storm; wicked.

'If she asks where I went, I went for a run.'

I thought this to Edward as I walked away, he just nodded and walked towards the front of the house. I walked through the crisp grass, it was damp and vivid. I didn't like grass. I ran out into the woods, not bothering to phase; I'd only be a moment. I made a point to tune my surroundings in, and anything near the house out. It didn't work well.

I heard Renesmee's heart beating, I heard Edward walking, I heard Alice packing and Esme was writing something. Everything I saw had Renesmee's perfectly sculpted face painted upon its surface, the only flaw was that I couldn't kiss it, or hold it; it wasn't her. Not seeing her face, not smelling her scent, it made it worse. I finally, after no more then two minutes, ran back towards the house, my thoughts in tow.

"I'm going to go get him.." Renesmee mumbled, her mood was unknown to me, though not entirely. I smiled to myself, maybe she missed me? I thought this to myself; Edward probably, too. "He needs a moment." Edward tried to persuade her, she wouldn't budge. "He wouldn't have needed a moment," I could picture her making air quotes around the phrase 'a moment' even though I wasn't in the room, "If you hadn't had to talk to him." and there, too. Edward sighed, and walked outside to where I could see him. He saw me, smiled slightly, and walked back into the house. Renesmee whined because he didn't go look for me.

I ran up to the house, and ran my fingers through my hair; a feeble attempt to remove the leaves and twigs. Renesmee walked out the door as I was doing this, and she smiled wide. "Oh, there you are." she was obviously frazzled as I was, she always made me this way. It was due to my fear of not wanting to mess up or say something wrong. "Here I am." I said, smiling at her. She took a hesitant step forward, her intention was to hug me, but she stopped short. I frowned, and she sighed, "Sorry." she said hugging me close. I smiled at her, hugging her back.

'We're both too sensitive...'

I was thinking all sorts of random thoughts in my head, smiling to myself, too. The way Renesmee's hands felt when they were on my body, even in the most common places (thats the only place I would let her) as my back, I would feel warm and happy. "I love you." she whispered suddenly, kissing the broad line that was my chin. I kissed her hair, "I love you too." I replied whilst manipulating the shape of her body, pulling her up into my arms. "We've got some packing to do." I lied, knowing Alice was already packing. I knew Renesmee would re-pack some of it, and I knew Alice would have a fit. I, on the other hand, would make sure there was a pair of clothing to leave the house in, and plenty of sweat pants.